Saturday, January 31, 2009

1. Open your photos, choose the 6th folder and then the 6th photo in that folder.

2. Post the photo with a description about it and tag 6 friends to do the same.

So here's our #6:

This was taken in our backyard. In the midwest, squirrels are considered pests/rodents, but being from CA where the only wildlife you see in your backyard are cockroaches, I love them. We have a feeder out back and it is so much fun to watch them run around.

Thanks, Laura, for the meme. I'll get to the other one hopefully this week. :) I'm supposed to tag 6 people, but I'm not going to. If you're interested in the topic, consider yourself tagged!

Friday, January 16, 2009

So cold that your skin starts burning from the cold after a minute or two of being outside (I think the medical term for this is frostbite).

So cold that you have to call your mother-in-law and her husband to come over and jump start your car in the middle of the day because it won't start.

So cold that the salt they use to melt the snow can't work...resulting in an unfortunate supply of black ice. Everywhere.

So cold that it is actually too cold to snow.

So cold that you have to use your break time at work to let your car run for a few minutes to help minimize the chances that it won't start again when you go to leave at night.

So cold that half the schools in the state are either delayed or closed completely.

So cold that if you don't let your car run for at least 10 minutes before trying to drive it, you will spend your morning commute either sitting in a stalled car or trying to keep from getting frostbite in your car, because the heat will not kick in for at least 15 minutes and even though it's at least 20 degrees warmer in your car than it is outside, when it's -20 degrees outside it's sort of a moot point.

So cold that it's -20 degrees outside.

So cold that as I type this, it is -8 degrees here... and 24 degrees in Antarctica. Antarctica people.

So cold that when you get to your office all excited to be someplace warm after the trek through the frigid parking lot, you find that there is no heat because the outside heating unit that controls the temperature in your office space has frozen over.

So cold that your nose hairs freeze upon immediate contact with the air.

So cold that if you leave the house with your hair wet, that freezes too (you'd think I'd learn after years of living here, but alas...).

So cold that your husband, the stalwart Minnesotan, says it feels cold in the house and allows the heat to stay at 65 degrees instead of the normal 59. And then still thinks it's cold.

5. The neighborhood kids routinely hop the fence into your yard despite repeated requests for them not to do so because they think that just because you have a swing set in your backyard that your backyard is a public park and not private property.

6. When you threaten to talk to their parents after having to chase them out of your yard too many times, they look at you with surprise and say "But my parents said it was okay."

7. Some of the neighbors bring in their trash cans 6 days after trash pickup...if you're lucky.

8. Your backyard fence has been knocked down on more than one occasion by a person who learned to drive in a country other than the U.S. and who can't seem to figure out that you don't have to wait until you hit things to figure out that you've gone too far, you can use those mirrors they put in the cars for you to judge how close you are to something.

9. Visitors to your low-income neighbors arrive in RV's which they park in front of your house and then proceed to set up camp on your curb for the duration of their visit. Calls to the police only result in them backing up their trailer 30 feet or so.

10. And finally, you have to pause the movie you're watching on a Friday night with your husband because you have just noticed that the SWAT team is running through your yard with their rifles drawn looking for God knows who and you need to stay away from the windows to avoid any stray bullets.